Inazuma split blood from mouth and whipe rest of face by hand. "Not bad, for old men." She said with smile and send him kiss. Then, she made salto above him and jump on his back and wraped her legs around his head and storm it with fists.
“I have been to a lot of places. I don’t really like sticking in one place for too long, personally. There’s too much to explore to stay anywhere forever. I’ve wound up here a few times for one reason or another, but I’m not exactly the best guide. Buildings come and go, and I’m by no means senile, but there’s only so much memory that the mind can contain.” As she said it, she took in the sights, searching for a visual cue that would trigger something relevant.
Jurobei quirks his eyebrow. "Got lonely in the afterworld?" He made no move to unclothe, content to allow his mother to take the lead.
Yunah shooks her Head. "It would not leave a Good Impression to Lord Yokoboo to kill a Warrior during a Sparring Session. I'm not here to spill blood."
'We can't let you go just like that,' Jian narrowed his eyes at the assassin. He inclined his head to the soldier, 'You saw what she is capable of. Don't underestimate her. You should leave her to me.' Jian drew his dao and took an unusual stance, martial arts combined with the sword. Calming his breathing, a faint blue glow appeared in his palm, frigid cold air flowing to the floor from it. As he moved it along the blade, it imbued the metal with the same icy Qi. Any hit with the blade would painfully cool and slow the spot, if not outright freeze it. The whole blade oozing menacing cold air, Jian took measure of his opponent, her indisputable beauty and allure furthest from his mind. His moves and footwork was extremely swift as he lunged forward, his sharp eyes watching for any move by the assassin. Jian aimed to hit her limbs to disable her, she might yet be valuable alive.
@asddas193 The black haired woman raises herself up, cracking her neck as she gets into her open stance again. "I don't need it to defeat you." The old man who led her here approaches. "You took down multiple skilled samurai by yourself. My report to lord Yokuboo will be very good indeed. Well done. Were you trained by some famous swordsman?" He leads Yunah out of the circle, though nothing stops her from joining the fight between the raven haired samurai and the redhead, or challenging one of the other samurai.
He sinks to his knees as she mounts him, laughing loudly. "I yield! I yield! Please, have mercy!" He covers his head to shield against blows as he chuckles at the situation.
"I understand." As she looks on, she realises that there's no real connection. Too much has changed. One thing that stays the same, though, is that there is a large crime filled slum, making her think of the offer she recieved.
Pulling open his robe, she takes hold of his cock, pumping it upside down. "Terribly. Our first time wasn't exactly how I'd imagined it, you recall."
Yunah follows the Old Man. She was done fighting here and didnt have anything to Prove to those Warriors or to herself. "My Father Lord Tamalor trained me in Swordfight since I could barely walk. It was a rough Childhood but I couldn't be more greatfull for it. I hope today proved that to Lord Yokoboo"
"Good, it would've been boring if you begged for your life." Kyouka said with a grin, rushing in to deliver her slash.
Inazuma laught too, as her body warm up from fight. "I accept your surender lord." She said and next strike change on petting his grey hair, still sitting on him.
The samurai shakes his head. "My job is to deal with intruders. I can't run." He jabs at the kunoichi with his spear, who nimbly dodges out of the way. Pirouetting like a dancer, she moves to engage Jian, putting the foreigner between herself and the spear. After a few traded blows, her short sword grows visibly cold, though at his level of mastery, he's not able to freeze it enough to shatter it, nor does he hit her. As the samurai moves around to impale her with the spear, the woman throws a small ball onto the ground. The room is engulfed in a cloud of smoke, making Jian's throat burn and his eyes sting. Unable to see, Jian is unprepared when the corpse of the samurai falls onto him, knocking him over. Through the smoke, the kunoichi appears above him, raising her blade to finish Jian off, before an arrow hits her in the shoulder, knocking her back. She runs, disappearing through the smokescreen, as Chitsukiko rushes to Jian's side. "Ukk, are you alright?"
"He's a vassal of Lord Yukoboo, if I'm not mistaken, right?" Behind her, the fight comes to an end. Again, the woman dodges by bending backwards, her head nearly touching the deck, before she rises again, swinging her sword at an odd angle that nearly smashes into Kyouka's face, but the redhead dodges at the last second. For a fraction of a moment, there's a look of panic on the woman's face, as it's clear that she swang too wildly, leaving herself exposed, and this time, Kyouka's arms aren't numb.
"Excellent~" The half-dragon slides a finger into creamy pussy as he thrusts forward into her back door.
Xia muffles a scream as he enters her, her back passage malleable enough to allow him entry, but still tight around his cock. Otsu walks around, putting a hand around his waist, which steadily gets lower.
